Woody Guthrie - Oklahoma Hills lyrics

Many a month has come and gone Since I wandered from my home In those Oklahoma hills where I was born Many a page of life has turned Many a lesson I have learned; Well, I feel like in those hills I still belong 'Way down yonder in the Indian Nation Ridin' my pony on the reservation In those Oklahoma hills where I was born Now, 'way down yonder in the Indian Nation A cowboy's life is my occupation In those Oklahoma hills where I was born But as I sit here today Many miles I am away From a place I rode my pony through the draw While the oak and blackjack trees Kiss the playful prairie breeze In those Oklahoma hills where I was born Now as I turn life a page To the land of the great Osage In those Oklahoma hills where I was born While the black oil it rolls and flows And the snow-white cotton grows In those Oklahoma hills where I was born